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There is a task that I want to delegate... You are afraid to find the wrong place... The brand of this security company is really just a brand...

When he heard the words of the person coming, Klein suddenly smashed a full spurt and only hated that there was no forum and barrage to communicate.

However, he quickly thought of something he had asked about. The captain’s answer was, if there is free time, why not pick it up? The money earned can be used as a small vault for the team and the welfare of the participants.

Roshan’s eyes turned and thought for a moment:

"Our security personnel are out of the task, and the fastest one will take at least an hour to come back. If your business is not urgent, consider it."

In the official members of the six-nighter, Captain Dunn Smith was invited by the bishop to go to the church. I don’t know what to discuss. Leonard Mitchell is guarding him for the Chanis Gate.

"The corpse" Frye and the "sleepless" Luo Yao. Lai Ting has traveled to the Jintongtong District to cooperate with the police department to investigate a theft of a sectarian element. Another "sleepless" Cohenli White has a rest, another The "Midnight Poet", Siegat Teon, went to the "Rafael Cemetery" on the outskirts of the North District for daily inspections.

The remaining two extraordinary people, the old Neil grew up, the body is weak, and has not been out of the task for a long time, Klein is still a beginner, all aspects are really half-hanging.

"Not at all..." The horns are white, and the tall, thin man with the umbrella is dark, removes the hat, and walks into the court. "Excuse me, leave."

He turned his body and walked out the door. In the sound of the rain and the whistling wind, he left the No. 36 Zouteland Street along the stairs.

"It’s not a coincidence." Luo Shan watched the gentleman leave and sighed with regret.

Although the commission won won't have her share, there is definitely not a share of the big meal.

"No way, the Chanis Gate must be guarded at all times." Klein satisfactorily put down the knife and fork and the spoon, even if he didn't like the mixed soup of turnips and vegetables, he also drank cleanly. "Don't you?" Want to let Brighte go out of the mission? Or, yourself?"

Rosanne’s eyes turned and said with a smile:

"Bright can't, but you can, our Mr. Diviner..."

When the words were not finished, she suddenly realized that she quickly stopped her mouth, because the door had not been closed at this time. If people who passed by or visited outside heard the extraordinary things, it would be leaked.

"Fortunately, the captain is not..." Luo Shan looked at the door and secretly spit out his tongue. "Or else you have to regret it!"

Both Brett and Klein laughed at the same time, and after a look they began to clean up the tableware.

Get all this, see the rain does not stop, Klein without an umbrella choose to stay in the "Black Thorns Security Company."

He took a newspaper, sat down on a soft, flexible sofa, and took a leisurely "noon break."

“The airship route from Beckland to Desi Bay has been opened...”

"The Big Detective Munson is organized into a book, which will be published soon..."

"Advertising at the Lauglas Weapons Store? 1 standard revolver with 6 rounds of bullets, 3 pounds for 10 sules, and 2 double shotguns for 2 pounds..."

......

Klein looked at the "Tingen City Honest Man" and suddenly found a news:

"...the criminals who killed Mr. Welch and Ms. Naya have all been arrested. I believe that the panic atmosphere spreading in the North District, the Golden Indus District and the Eastern District will be greatly alleviated... Welch's father, banker Meg Mr. Wen, escorting the body of his younger son, returned to Conston, and will hold a grand funeral..."

Reading it over and over again, Klein suddenly sighed:

It seems that Welch’s father has already believed in the police’s rhetoric. There is no other private detective to investigate...

He lost the mood of his youngest son, and certainly no brother and my mother lost their only child.

The mood was low, and Klein sat there for a long time without movement.

As for the funeral of Welch and Naya, there was no invitation to their own affairs. He was not surprised at all, nor was he depressed.

Wait until everything subsides, then look for opportunities to present a bunch of flowers to the graves of both of them... Klein is waiting for a nap in the lounge, and the door of the reception hall is suddenly ringing again.

"Please come in." Rosanne, who was a little bit in his head, was awake.

The sinister door was pushed open, and the tall, thin man in the formal dress and the white horns came in again.

"Can I wait here for a while? Your mercenary, no, security personnel should come back soon?" He tried to hide his anxious expression and asked sincerely.

"Yes, you should sit there for a while." Rosanne pointed to the sofa next to him.

Klein asked with curiosity:

“Where did you hear about our security company? Who introduced you?”

So that I am going back and forth at noon in the heavy rain, and willing to wait?

Well, it must be that the members of the night team are very easy to solve the difficult tasks in the eyes of others, and they have accumulated enough prestige in this line...

The tall and thin man leaned the umbrella outside the door and walked toward the sofa, laughing and answering:

"I have visited all the mercenaries, squatters, security companies and private detectives in the nearby streets. Only you have hopes here. They have no human task." Frankly speaking, if you don't encounter one The waiter who gave the meal, I really can't think of a security company here."

...and it was totally different from what I thought... Klein stayed.

Luo Shan asked in an interjection:

"They are very busy? So many tasks?"

The tall, thin man with a white horn was sitting down and sighing and said:

"You are a mercenary squad, no, security company, should you have heard of the burglary and murder of the Hows block?"

Howls block... burglary and murder... Well, unfortunately, I am one of the parties... Klein nodded slightly:

"Yes."

"Because of the fierceness and cruelty of the criminals, the neighborhoods, and even the rich people of the whole city of Tingen, are afraid. In addition to increasing their own escorts, they have invited a large number of security personnel and private detectives to make the line appear obvious. Vacancies." The tall and thin man replied clearly.

The standard chain reaction... Klein and Rosanne looked at each other and saw the self-deprecating on the other's face.

The security industry entered the "golden period", and the black thorns did not have any feelings. It shows how unsuccessful the company has been.

Of course, in a sense, it also proves the hidden success of the night team.

Waiting for more than 20 minutes, seeing the heavy rain will stop, Klein is ready to clean up and go to the "shooting club" to practice the revolver.

At this moment, Leonard Mitchell, who was dark and green, came out of the partition and wondered about the position of the sofa:

"Who is this?"

"Delegator, is the captain coming back?" Luo Shan asked with joy.

"Back?" The tall and thin man listened at a glance.

I sat here and stared at the door. Why didn't I find someone coming back?

Luo Shan’s expression suddenly froze, and he smiled happily:

“As a security company, we don’t have a front door.”

"Understand." The tall and thin man nodded.

As for the title of the captain, he does not feel strange at all. The security company is the former mercenary squad or the small mercenary guild. It is quite normal to have a "captain".

Leonard’s white shirt was not tied, and the black vest was casually draped. He looked at the tall, thin man and suddenly made a sound:

"I am the security guard of the black thorns. What do you call it? Is there anything you want to commission?"

Perhaps I have heard that the "mercenaries" are unrestrained, and the high-skinned men are not insulted by anger, but they are relieved.

He watched Leonard sit down and organize the language:

"My name is Engel, the butler of the tobacco merchant Mr. Vikrol. His only son, Elliott, was kidnapped this morning. We have already called the police and received enough attention, but Mr. Wickrol. I am not at ease. I hope that through your mercenaries, squad, security personnel channels, and your understanding of Tingen, you will investigate from another direction to ensure that Elliott is safely rescued."

"If you can find a place where the kidnappers hide, Mr. Wickrol is willing to pay 100 pounds. If you have the means and successfully rescued the young Master Elliot, he is willing to double the reward and give 200 pounds at a time. ”

Leonard Mitchell smiled leisurely:

"Mr. Wickrol seems to only want us to find a place where the kidnappers hide. Otherwise, it would not be considered that his only son is worth only £100. Tobacco dealers who are closely related to the southern plantations will not only get £200. ”

"No, Mr. Wickrol is just an ordinary businessman, not a rich man, and, to save things, he believes that the police department is more professional." The old butler replied calmly.

"Okay, no problem." Leonard snapped another finger.

His green eyes looked at Rosanne:

"Beautiful lady, trouble you to draw up a contract."

"Don't always be a poet. In fact, you will only slap others' works." Roshan got used to ridiculing Leonard and forgetting that there were guests.

Of course, the Black Thorne Security Company will not care about any consignors. It is very good, and it doesn't matter.

Rosanne left the reception desk and entered the clerk's office, and the slamming sound of the cricket immediately sounded.

Klein twitched at the corner of his mouth and felt that they were too unprofessional.

There is no standard, ready-made contract!

"This is really a sad thing..."

"And what is even more sad is that I am in such a non-professional company..."

He had a lot of thoughts, and Rona had a short contract with only a few terms, so that the butler and Leonard Mitchell signed the words.

When it was time to cover the chapter, she took the contract and entered the accounting room. She asked Mrs. Oliana to get the chapter of "Black Thorns Security Company" - this seal had little effect, and Dunn usually gave it to Oliana. Custody, on Sunday, give Luo Shan and others.

"Wait for your good news." After taking one of the contracts, the butler stood up and took off his hat.

Leonard did not respond, as if he was silent for more than a dozen seconds.

He turned his head and looked at Klein, revealing a smile:

"I need your help."

"Ah?" Klein grabbed it.

"I mean, this task is done by me and you." Leonard explained slightly, "I am good at fighting, shooting, climbing, sensing and singing, and doing some assistance, but not including finding someone." You never want Old Neil to go out in this weather?"

When he said "induction", the voice was vague and it was hard to hear.

"Okay." Klein had the urge to try out new "skills" and a little vigilance against Leonard Mitchell.

Huh, I hope to be able to complete it smoothly... I don’t know how much my "Divination" ability can play... He thought with some expectation.